After I decided to divorce my wife, I left her and rented a room from a lady in town. I was still walking for exercise and explored my new neighborhood for a safe place to walk in the mornings.
The next day I started walking in the area I had explored previously. I knew there was a little park close by so I made my way there taking the long way around. I approached a house on the corner and saw a lady under the carport. I couldn't see much of her with the shade but I was able to see her silhouette.
She appeared to be short and a little fluffy. I would not call her skinny but would not say fat either. I'll say she was petite in statue and rounded. As I turned the corner, I could see her better. She had short dark grey hair. Her hair wasn't straight, but it wasn't really curly either. I supposed wavey would be a good way to describe it.
She wasn't the prettiest lady but I found her to be desirable. She had on a night gown and I could see the shape of her naked body from the sun shining across the carport. I could tell she had granny panties on but she had nothing else on under the gown.
When I got home, I questioned who she was with my landlord. I didn't want to make it obvious that I found her interesting. She told me her name was Dolly and continued by saying he was not a very friendly lady.
From then on, I paid attention to her house when I passed in my truck or while walking. I saw she had a husband but he didn't look too healthy. I searched her on the internet and found out she was in her early 80's.
After a few months, I started getting her attention while I passed by. If I saw her outside, I would always greet her in some way. Sometimes on my walk, we would get into a small conversation about the weather or current events. It was always the highlight of my walk. She was the one who kept up the property and the property across the street where her daughter lived. Once a week you would see her cutting the grass on a riding lawn mower. She would also use a weed eater to trim the areas around the house.
A couple years had passed, and I learned her husband had passed away. It didn't seem to have much of an effect on her. She continued her normal life. She continued cutting the grass and doing her weekly grocery shopping. Sometimes I would see her at the grocery store and have a short visit with her. I tried to pay attention to what type of groceries she would buy so I could learn a little more about her. I was curious if she ever bought any panty liners or feminine products you often see older ladies buy.
I could tell she was getting more comfortable with me. I can see why my landlord said she was not too friendly but I was able to get on her good side. Eventually, while I walked, she would meet me outside and offer me a bottle of water. Sometimes she would invite me inside to drink my water or we would sit outside under her patio. Dolly became a little more friendly each time we would visit. I particularly liked when I would see her outside in her gown or house dress.
Sometimes, when the sunlight was shining just right, I would see right through her gown. Sometimes I could see she wore panties and sometimes I could tell she didn't have panties on. I could see her figure perfectly in the light. Her breasts did sag some as you would expect on a lady her age but they did look full and larger than average. If I had to guess, I would say she wore a 38D bra. Again, if I had to guess the size of her panties, I would guess a size 6-7.
Dolly had shapely legs. I mean her legs might have been thick but you could see she had ankles, calves, knees and thighs. I would get turned on seeing her like that. Often, I would fantasize of her being nude. You could tell she was not a 20-year-old. Her body showed signs of being a matured lady but she looked wonderful.
Eventually, I would give her a hug and then later a kiss. My visits during my walks would be longer each time. I was getting to know her pretty well and I found her to be an interesting lady. Once you got to know her and where she came from in life, there was so much to like. I was starting to understand her and why someone might say she wasn't friendly.
She had rough marriage but didn't have the means to get out of it. She would describe it as a "loveless" marriage. She never felt her husband really loved her or just didn't know how to show it. She never felt sex was fulfilling. As she described it, she said she always felt something was missing. She never understood why some people liked it so much when it often felt like it wasn't worth the trouble.
The talks about her marriage and sex life were more detailed at times. I tried to describe what sex should be like. I told her that a married couple or people who love each other should make love not just have sex. She asked me to describe the difference as he didn't know there was a difference. I told her that my marriage was the same except my ex-wife didn't know there was as difference. I continued by telling her that having sex is just that; intercourse. To have sex with a person doesn't mean you have feelings for that person. Basically, it just to release sexual frustrations. Which nothing is wrong with it.
Often married couples will have sex even if they usually make love. I went on by telling her that making love is so much more personal. It's when you care for each other enough to satisfy the other person above your own satisfaction. It's when you explore each other's bodies and do what it takes to make that person feel like they are the most important person on earth.
She asked if only married couples made love or could two people who aren't married make love. I said any two people can make love. You don't have to be married to make love. You cannot be selfish of your own feelings. You have to care enough for that person to want to satisfy and fulfill their needs above your own needs. I told her that sometimes sex is fulfilling and satisfying without making love. She said that it could get confusing. I agreed but also told her that she will know the difference once she makes love.
With that, she reached and kissed me on my lips and said she likes how I make her feel. She felt I made her feel special. Her daughter arrived at her house about that time and we had to end that conversation. It was time for me to continue my walk and we would finish that topic another time.
For the rest of my walk and the next few days, I couldn't get Dolly off my mind. I knew her situation was normal for her generation. Many older couples just didn't know any different because sex was not openly discussed how it is now. Most couples her age only new one sexual position. Oral sex was not even in their imagination much less an option when they were in bed.
I fantasized of undressing her and performing oral sex on her. I thought of how she would enjoy it so much the intimacy if I ever had the chance. I wondered how she would react if I ever had the chance to explore her body and get the chance to satisfy and fulfil her every need. I definitely wanted to continue that last conversation with her. I had many questions that I wanted answered but I didn't want to come out and ask the questions directly. I had to be sneaky with it because I didn't want to scare her away. She seemed to have interest in me and I wanted to keep it that way.
We continued to visit when I walked or saw her in town. Every time we talked, we got more comfortable with each other. We learned more about each other and she learned that I use to be an appliance technician for Sears.
One day I ran into Dolly at the grocery store and she told me her washing machine was acting different and asked me if I could have a look at it for her. I suggested the next day would be good for me and she agreed. We made plans for me to go there for 8:00am. She seemed happy that I was going and I was excited to have plans with her. I knew she would be alone because I had gotten to know her schedule the last few years.
People are creatures of habits and usually keep the same schedule unless something unexpectedly changes. Dolly and her family seemed to always keep the same schedule. I also knew at that time of the morning; Dolly is usually still in her night gown. My mind raced all night in anticipation of what would happen on this visit. I wondered if her washing machine was really acting up or was, she just wanting me to go visit. It didn't matter to me; I was excited to visit her at home.
I woke up the next morning very excited to go see Dolly Mae. In fact, I woke up with an erection anticipating the visit. I would normally take care of that when I showered but this time, I didn't want to so I could make sure I was ready for Dolly if anything sexual were to happen. I had a feeling that nothing was really wrong with her washing machine.
I showered, dressed, grabbed my tool bag and drove to Dolly's house. When I arrived, I noticed the door was closed. I hoped I had not misunderstood the day or time I was to be there. I rang the doorbell and Dolly opened the door. It was obvious she was waiting for me and took some time to prepare for my arrival. She had put on a little make up and styled her hair. She was a wearing a knee length night gown and slippers. She closed the door behind me and gave me a kiss and a hug. The kiss was on the lips but more like a mother/grandmother kiss. I looked at her in the eyes and kissed her again.
This time I held my lips to hers. I knew I would have to teach her to kiss passionately. I know she felt the passion but didn't know how to show it. While kissing her, I passed my hand over her back side and noticed she didn't have any panties on. It didn't take Dolly long to learn to let her feelings out through her kisses and caressing. She learned quickly how to kiss passionately. The more I would caress her body, the more she would let her feelings out.